User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Escaping the Prison of Olerr-Thayne/@comment-2246928-20161226043142/@comment-2246928-20170113235535

The whisperer plummeted with a shriek and landed not ten paces from Zerzag, paws first. Yelping in pain, the creature, who turned out to be a fox by the fluffy tail and the outline of his sharp muzzle and angular ears, staggered slowly up onto his knees, clutching his right wrist. "Ggghh... cripes, cripes!"

"Shut up!" the low-voice snarled, before sawing his way through the next captive's bonds. Soon, prisoners were falling like heavy raindrops from the places they had hung suspended, flailing off into oblivion before slamming into the floor or landing with an uncomfortable plop as their short fall was swiftly stopped. "Now to make our escape... hoi, Banshee-wielder!" The low-voice dusted off his paws, before leaning slightly over the edge of the higher section of the cell as he called to Malachi. "The door's been left unlocked, if Vonn kept his word! Heave it open. Everyone still lying on th ground, get up and get ready!"